Sora stiffened and nodded.
"Understood...Mr. Kaiba."
It felt little weird to revert back to calling him that rather than his first name, despite only saying it twice. She met his cobalt blue with her watery amethyst, keeping her tears at bay. If she cried in front of him, she would never forgive herself. She was stronger than that. She wondered what was going on his head when she noticed him frown and then turn his attention behind her to her desk. Ah. The artwork. She almost forgot about that, keeping her voice steady as she answered him.
The hidden Manacle on her wrist pulsed with warmth. Almost like it was...Sora couldn't decipher it as Seto turned from her again, saying that he'll be in touch and leaving the room. She released a breath that she didn't realize that she was holding, her hand going to her desk to keep her upright while her hand before hovered her mouth, taking a few shaky breaths to keep from crying because, gods damn it, she's not a high school teenager anymore and shouldn't be crying like this. It took a few minutes before she regained her composure, turning and sitting at her desk to put the finishing touches on her artwork and sending it off to the distribution department. After that, she packs up her things, noticing that the Manacle of Horus had chosen now to reveal itself. She frowned down at it.
It pulsed, as if it was mocking her. Sora shook her head when her phone goes off. She looks at the unknown number and then the text. She pauses as she closes her office door, locking. How did he get her number? She scoffed, not wanting to know and making her way to the elevator to head downstairs, sending a text back.
Saving his number in her phone, she steps out of the elevator and starts making her way home, thankful that were still people put at this time of night. Whispering the invisibility spell, the Manacle fades from sight, putting her mind more at ease for the time being. Now she doesn't have to worry about getting mugged. Maybe she should take her motorcycle next time.
Sora sighed, leaning back in her chair in her office on the tenth floor of the KaibaCorp building. She looked up at the ceiling in thought. The arcade cabinets were released earlier than expected and were a huge success. Seto...no. Mr. Kaiba should be proud. And the reviews on the artwork, on her hard work paid off. She smiled a little as the Manacle, hidden on her wrist warmed with agreement. It was both a blessing and a curse having to forever wear the damn thing but she can deal.
Her phone vibrating on her desk breaks her out of her thoughts, sitting up and looking at the screen. She takes a deep breath before standing up and putting her phone in her pants pocket. She knew what was about to happen and therefore took the liberty on clearing out her office little by little over the two weeks. Since she took her motorcycle with her today, she only needed a backpack with a few things and she's set. She grabs her work bag and leaves the room , making her way to the elevator and going to the top floor.
Sora walks over to the secretary's desk, informing them that she was there for an appointment with Mr. Kaiba. They nod and gesture her onwards. She knocks on the door twice to announce her presence. She opens the door and makes sure to close it behind her before approaching Seto's desk. She kept the look on her face professional.
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Kaiba?"
